First, he oiled my boobs and played with them…… Than he moved one hand in my panties and started to massage and finger my pussy…After few minute... I was breathing and moaning feeling his finger in my pussy. He stopped fingering me, moved me from him self, pulled down his pants and laid in front of me “As you see Sandra it is big one and now you will suck it and ride it”.I was stunned by size of his dick - almost 25 cm and thick as hell. Like hungry whore, I took his cock into mouth and started. And a carefully shaved pussy. This is going to be good.I drag her into the shower for her cleaning. “Get on your knees, bitch!” As she kneels, I feel myself becoming hard – this is so much better than what I expected that I can’t even describe it (not that it’ll stop me trying.) I take the shower head off so that all is left is the hose, and turn the faucet to the coldest setting. “I will make you understand how your betrayal felt to the people of the Motherland. You will feel the chill that. .. well, chummy.”Case nodded. Some lunch? Yes, it was. What did I have for lunch anyway? I do remember she showed me several photos of Jenny and talked about growing up on a ranch in Montana. I seem to recall telling her about growing up on a farm in South Carolina.“So how did you get from sitting on the porch swing at the Hacienda with Cindy to shopping, decorating, cooking, and having lunch at the Rosewood?”“I asked her advice about a Christmas gift for you, and she volunteered to take me to. “Do it, please..” This was humiliating. His hand was on the back of her head now. Fingers running through her hair. The sound of the elastic band from his underwear. “are you sure? “I just said so!” She almost yelled. Then, finally. His cock against her partly open mouth. Heavy sighing, as she began to lick the head, as the hand behind her head began to feel firmer. “Just…a blow-job?” She shook her head, then swallowed his prick. Both his hands on her head now. He was getting better. Just a.